Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Specimens of lyric poetry, composed in England in the reign of Edward the FirstPercy Society, 1841 |
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... ther y am set , Ther me calleth me fulle flet , ant waynoun wayte glede . Whil ich wes in wille wolde , In uch a bour among the bolde y holde with the heste ; Nou y may no fynger folde , Lutel loved ant lasse y - tolde , y - leved with ...
... ther y am set , Ther me calleth me fulle flet , ant waynoun wayte glede . Whil ich wes in wille wolde , In uch a bour among the bolde y holde with the heste ; Nou y may no fynger folde , Lutel loved ant lasse y - tolde , y - leved with ...
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... Ther ich wes luef , icham ful loht , Ant alle myn godes me at - goht , myn gomenes waxeth gelde ; That feyre founden me mete ant cloht , Hue wrieth a - wey as hue were wroht , such is evel ant elde . Evel ant elde , ant other wo ...
... Ther ich wes luef , icham ful loht , Ant alle myn godes me at - goht , myn gomenes waxeth gelde ; That feyre founden me mete ant cloht , Hue wrieth a - wey as hue were wroht , such is evel ant elde . Evel ant elde , ant other wo ...
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Percy Society. Bi est , bi west , by north ant south ; Ther nis fiele ne crouth that such murthes maketh . Heo is coral of godnesse , Heo is rubie of ryhtfulnesse , Heo is cristal of clannesse , ant baner of bealté ; Heo is lilie of ...
Percy Society. Bi est , bi west , by north ant south ; Ther nis fiele ne crouth that such murthes maketh . Heo is coral of godnesse , Heo is rubie of ryhtfulnesse , Heo is cristal of clannesse , ant baner of bealté ; Heo is lilie of ...
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... ther - yn , Ant wite me from fendes engyn . Suete Jhesu , my soule fode , Thin werkes bueth bo suete ant gode , Thou bohtest me upon the rode , For me thou sheddest thi blode . Suete Jhesu , me reoweth sore , Gultes that y Tharefore y ...
... ther - yn , Ant wite me from fendes engyn . Suete Jhesu , my soule fode , Thin werkes bueth bo suete ant gode , Thou bohtest me upon the rode , For me thou sheddest thi blode . Suete Jhesu , me reoweth sore , Gultes that y Tharefore y ...
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... Ther is day withoute nyht . Jesu , thin help at myn endyng , Ant ine that dredful out wendyng , Send mi soule god weryyng , That y ne drede non eovel thing . Jesu , thi grace that is so fre In siker hope do thou me , At - scapen peyne ...
... Ther is day withoute nyht . Jesu , thin help at myn endyng , Ant ine that dredful out wendyng , Send mi soule god weryyng , That y ne drede non eovel thing . Jesu , thi grace that is so fre In siker hope do thou me , At - scapen peyne ...
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Стр. 177 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
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Стр. 37 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Стр. 161 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
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Стр. 44 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?
Стр. 100 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Стр. vii - A bag-pudding the king did make, And stuffed it well with plums: And in it put great lumps of fat, As big as my two thumbs. The king and queen did eat thereof, And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night, The queen next morning fried.